All my colours seem to fade into a shade of gray I guess I guess That's the long term effect of not having any common sense I guess Happy endings are just a myth something to help deal with it I guess I guess It's so obvious Easy to see Hard to handle That part of me My luck has changed over time it got sick of being called mine I guess I guess I'm a lazy lion in its cage barred from the dying day I guess I guess I've never prayed for what's the use of a god whos so simply fooled I guess So oblivious Easily missed Hard to handle How blind I've been So obnoxious Easy to hit Hard to forget Hard to handle it I guess I guess